She said it…
Still couldn't hold back and said it.
The moment Enna Clark blurted it out, her heartstrings trembled, but she quickly composed herself. Today they argued, and no matter how you look at it, it was his fault.
He was wrong, so why shouldn't she say something?
"Didn't you tell me this afternoon you had something to do? Where did you go? The company? Or the WE Hotel?" She decided to spill everything she knew, "I've been wanting to ask you for a while, when did you start meeting with Miranda Lewis privately? Did you book her a Presidential Suite at the WE Hotel and let her stay there long-term? Who was the call from today? Assistant Terrence or her?"
She threw a barrage of questions at him, without being intimidated by his lofty stance, "Baron Lawrence, I have the right to know these things."
"..." The man, who had just been on top, was caught off guard by her stream of questions. He looked at her deeply and pursed his lips into a line, lost in thought.
